hannah
swinzle
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a big boulder fell on me. i died. ga-poof. then, my best buddy, molloy danced on my grave while everyone else was killing chickens with a ball point pen. then, a huge bubble appeared and breakdanced its way toward a bag of onions by candlelight. its goal was to hijack all of the birds in the moon's garden, where my grave was. my epitaph was about my complete stupidity in life. i slept around a bit, just pretending to be dead. really, i was hit by a goldfish. (no wonder it wasnt a dream). while go-karting in johor baru, i saw a david kissing molloy. i was shocked. but, moving on, let me offer you some floss and tell you how i find floss particularly intriguing. it caused my rather untimely death. the fish offered me poisoned floss, and i took it. this is the very piece of floss that killed me. ________
